It seemed as if a sigh sounded in the air, and for a moment, the perfect face dissipated sharply in the light, while the lights of the star points in the sky showed their true faces.

I saw countless faces that were shining with light and floating in the air, either beautiful or ugly, old or young. I was undoubtedly looking at Yang Peng and the others greedily, floating in the air with their teeth and claws.

Yang Peng screamed: "Smell!"

There is an ancient saying: After death, people have souls. Some souls have a relationship with each other, or have suffered various tortures in front of them, and they cannot have a good ending. The souls will wander around, gathering in cold and humid places. Over time, they will become erratic and addicted to life.

Although Yang Peng is a modern person, he has long been integrated into this world and he also has a knowledge of Yin Ling.

The first thing he thought of was to run away with Lu Xueqi on his back, but just now he had been attacked by the old man, the wild dog Taoist and the tall man, and his injuries were no longer ordinary. If he had not practiced the four phases of Nirvana and had transformed his body in Kunlun Cave, he would probably not have died anymore.

Yang Peng was about to use his magic power to resist the ghost that was about to fly over, but suddenly, a piercing pain in his body made him groan, and then gave up this idea.

Only the light of the Sun-Chasing Sword protects Zhang and Lu.

The Sun-Chasing Sword was held in his hand, and it seemed to feel the master's intentions, and the light became a little thicker.

Suddenly, the cold feeling of Lu Xueqi's hand holding Yang Peng's hand became even colder. His face was pale and bloodless, and there was a look of pain on his beautiful face. He quickly supported himself and moved Lu Xueqi to a dry place. This action almost cost Yang Peng half his life.

At this time, the ghosts in the sky seemed to be unable to wait any longer and rushed towards the two of them.

Yang Peng held the Sun-Chasing Sword in his hand, gritted his teeth, ready to face the attacks of countless ghosts.

At the same time, he took out the ** mirror from his arms and pinched a magic trick with his left hand. The ** mirror swayed over his head, glowing, but the light yellow light was very light, while Yang Peng's face turned pale.

The sound of roasting and crushing continued to sound from around the mirror, but the light light became more and more faint. At a moment when Yang Peng trembled, the mirror finally fell from the sky and fell at his feet.

He didn't even have the strength to pick up, and looked at Lu Xueqi, who was still closing his eyes on his left side. She lay there quietly and beautifully. On the surface, there was no scar on her body and her breath was well-proportioned. Yang Peng shook Lu Xueqi, but he didn't react and showed no sign of waking up.

A whisper rang out in the darkness: "Are you going to die like this? But my harem is about to die like this before it can grow and grow. Moreover, my brother is still a virgin in time."

"I'm very unwilling to accept it. I still have great revenge and humiliation. I have the arduous task assigned by my master to me. And there is a beauty lying beside me but I still have no time to say the last few words to her. I'm not willing to accept it!"

The boy sighed quietly in the quiet darkness!

A very small sound came from a distance, and an empty and distant sound came out, but there seemed to be no end in front of him. After a long time, a faint echo came back, and this echo seemed to alarm the ghosts in the sky that had been eyeing him.

As if he felt the master's intention, the Zhuri Sword made an unwilling sound; as if Yang Peng's intention was also conveyed to the jade on his chest, floating lightly, and a cool feeling wrapped around his whole body. The Shura form he practiced also started to move in an instant, condensed into a powerful Dharma body.

Yang Peng felt quietly and waited.

The faint golden light protected her like this.

One or two, then countless ghosts flew down from the sky and rushed towards Yang Peng's body happily, and were swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

They were like pilgrimage elves, and like flying insects in the dark, moths swept into the flames towards the light that made them crazy and dedicated, but Yang Peng was that light, which was transcendent, and the other side, and the portal for their conversion and transcendence.

Yang Peng closed his eyes and entered a mysterious state. In front of him, a Shura Dharma image with three heads and six hands appeared. The Dharma image was hideous and majestic. All the Yin Spirits that came into contact with him were absorbed by him, converted into spiritual energy, and magic power returned to Yang Peng's body.

The Tao said: I am transformed into thousands, wise, foolish, loyal and treacherous, and have the power to forge the Dharma-like body, make great wishes, obtain Nirvana, eliminate endless karma, and eliminate all kinds of resentment. This is my way of success.

Yang Peng's aura continued to rise, but the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, scabbed, and new flesh grew again, like a miracle, while the spiritual magic power flowed into her body from the place where he and Lu Xueqi held tightly.

There seemed to be a scent in the air, a madly obsessed fragrance, which was the fragrance that completely dissolved and absorbed in Yang Peng's body.

Lu Xueqi's face turned rosy, and a mysterious change happened to her.

This moment seemed to be forever, or it seemed to be a moment, the dark spirits in the sky finally disappeared, and the Dharma body condensed by Yang Peng also dissipated into streams of light and became part of his body.

He opened his eyes, and the light of the Sun-Chasing Sword surged, illuminating the cold abyss.

"Alas".

She let out a soft call, slowly woke up and opened her eyes.

Over the past thousands of years, there has been an ancient question: If you had been asleep for a long time and just woke up, who would be the first person you wanted to meet?

No one knows whether Lu Xueqi has ever heard of this seemingly boring question. At this moment, what is reflected in her eyes is Yang Peng's care and joyful eyes in the faint golden light.

At that moment, his face was solemn and sturdy, with clear outlines, but it was so warm, the only tenderness in the silent darkness.

Yang Peng was happy and said, "Senior Sister Xueqi, you are awake!"

Lu Xueqi did not answer immediately, as if she was stunned for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal, and her face returned from the initial confusion to the somewhat cold frost. But she looked at herself and around her, but couldn't help but be moved again.

"Why did the injuries on my body heal completely? And my magic power has also recovered a little. Why did even the bottleneck of Taoist practice that I have never been able to break through directly? "

She asked three questions in a row and seemed very excited. Yang Peng had never seen this woman with a cold appearance like today. Her expression was a bit more humane and more tainted with a bit of fireworks in the world.

It was very beautiful, very beautiful. Yang Peng was stunned for a moment and forgot to answer.

Lu Xueqi's face was slightly red, and against the golden light, the blush was very bright.

Yang Peng touched his nose embarrassedly and said embarrassedly: "This matter will be difficult to explain for a while, but since this is a good thing, it only means that we survived the disaster and became a blessing in disguise. My injuries have been healed, and the Taoist practice has been improved by a certain level. However, according to our current magic power, we probably cannot fly up, and we don't know where we are now."

Lu Xueqi was slightly stunned, but she quickly recovered from peace. Erqing lowered her head and pondered: "I'm really sorry for the last competition."

Yang Peng shook his head and said sincerely: "The past is over, let alone the competition is not helpful to practice Taoism without doing its best. I never blame you. Let's leave here quickly. It's too cold. If I hadn't moved to this place while I was awake, maybe we would have been soaked in the water at that time, or we would have been cold or drowned."

Lu Xueqi looked at the waterside of the bay in front of her, thoughtful, and suddenly whispered: "Thank you."

Yang Peng was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Suddenly, both of them were stunned.

The two people's hands were still tightly held between them until now.

It seemed like it was connected by flesh and blood, as if it had been like this for many years, but there was no feeling at all. It seemed that it should have been like this, as if both of them had forgotten it!

Lu Xueqi slowly pulled her hand back, and Yang Peng touched her nose awkwardly, as if her slightly cold temperature remained in her hand.

Neither of the two of them spoke immediately. Yang Peng stood up first, moved his hands and feet to greet Lu Xueqi, and walked in front to find out if there was a way out.

The two of them walked one after another, and I don’t know how long they had been walking, but this direction seemed to be without any margins.

After a long time, the two of them were still walking in the open space. Apart from being surprisingly large, the undead abyss seemed to show no sign of life.

One blue and one yellow, two rays of light slowly moved forward in the darkness, and her hand was once again held with him, so tight that it seemed to be afraid that it would be lost in the next moment, snatched away or lost in a certain corner.

The two of them pinched their hands tightly together and their fingers were linked together, and she smiled again. The fairy-like face looked at him calmly. What a great courage was contained in those beautiful eyes.

I don’t know how long I have been away, but it seems that as long as I hold your and my hands, we will not be lost to each other again. In the dark and endless abyss, there is a faint warmth brewing. At this moment, they seem to have the same heart and all of them are on each other.

Suddenly, in front, not far away, in the dark hole, there were two pairs of huge and terrifying blood-red eyes, flashing, staring at the pair of men and women, and a low roar sounded in the endless darkness!

The next moment, without any hesitation, the aperture emitted by the two magic swords of Tianya and Zhuri disappeared. After a few roars, the dull collision sounded in the hole. In a moment, a sharp and harsh roar suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!